William's eyes widened at the scene before him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t tear his gaze away. Strangely, the view reminded him of that fateful night.

“What the f**k are you doing standing there, staring at me! You pervert!” Jessica screamed, quickly covering herself.

Her cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment. She wished the ground would swallow her whole.

William rolled his eyes and walked in. “Why the fuss? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before,” he said, his cold demeanor returning.

He strode to his wardrobe, ignoring her. Jessica bit her lower lip as she watched him.

“Um... can I borrow one of your shirts? The...